[horse snorts ]
My lord.
Miss Sharma.
Is your sister…
She is in her room.
Not feeling her best this morning, it seems.
I did not mean to disappoint her last night
when I did not declare myself.
And I'd like to thank you for not--
She shall not be disappointed for long. Assure her, I still intend to propose.
Last night was a lark, at best. My brothers were up to no good, and
with everyone sitting there, staring back at me, well…
my feelings would not allow me to speak.
So your feelings are too strong for you now?
-Miss Sharma-- -No. No.
All you are doing, my lord,
is toying with the emotions of an impressionable young lady.
Miss Edwina seems perfectly capable of forming her own impressions.
If you took notice--
So now you claim to know my sister better than me?
I know she wishes to be happy.
This is precisely what I wish for her.
I can assure you, happiness is not your strength.
Exasperation, perhaps. Fixation, most definitely.
The only feeling you are, in fact,
capable of engendering, my lord, is that of discontent.
-Do not move. Stand still, damn it! -Do not tell me what to do!
[buzzing]
-No! Do not! Leave it! -It is only a bee. Ow!
[sighs]
-Are you hurt? -What?
Can you breathe?
It is only a sting. Of course.
Are you certain?
-My lord? -No, no. Do not--
-My lord? -Do not--
I am unharmed.
I am unharmed.
[breathing calms]
[whispering] It was just a bee.
[whispers] It was a bee.

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